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.She started to change positions—leaning over to brace herself with her hands on the mattress so she could crawl up to straddle his pelvis—but in doing so her face moved down toward his groin.Before she could register that this might look suspicious, Owen was gripping her firmly by the shoulders, heaving her up.“Oh, no,” he warned.“Do not dare.”Giggling, she explained, “I wasn’t going down on you.I promise.I’ve decided I’d be stupid to work against you in this.After all, seven orgasms are seven orgasms, and I’d be a fool to complain.I was just trying to get into position.” It wasn't entirely the truth, but it was close enough to be convincing.Still watching her warily, he asked, “What position?” He was acting like, at any second, she might ruthlessly assault him with her mouth and bring an abrupt end to his ambitions.“No cheating.”She was pretty sure they’d never agreed that her giving him oral sex was a form of cheating in this game, but she didn’t argue with his demand.Knew he’d oppose anything that would so easily make him come.She had a strategy already worked out.She would have to go about this in a much more discreet way if she wanted it to work.She had to get them far enough along before Owen realized what was happening.Otherwise she might not be able to make him come before he wanted to.“I wanted to be on top this time.” She smiled at him innocently and scooted her body forward until she was hovering over his pelvis, her legs folded on either side of his hips.His face relaxed slightly.“In that case…” he murmured, moving his hands up to curve around her butt.He was making this way too easy for her.She almost felt guilty about her underhanded intentions.Almost.But this was a challenge, after all.This wasn’t cheating by any rules they’d ever agreed to.And all she’d be doing was giving Owen an incredible orgasm.And making sure she felt in control of the dangerous feelings lurking in the back of her mind.Why should he possibly object to that?She leaned over and lifted his cock so she could line it up at her entrance.Breathing out, she lowered herself over it, felt his hard flesh push inside her.Owen squeezed his eyes closed as her tight pussy sheathed him, and he released a breathless little sound of tortured pleasure.She chuckled huskily and brought her hands forward so she could cup his face.“You all right, baby?” she inquired in her throatiest voice.She had never called him “baby” before, but she thought it might sound extra sexy.He opened his eyes, either at the question or the endearment.Because she had poised herself appropriately, he was greeted by the sight of her gently swaying breasts and soft fall of hair.Owen groaned and shifted his eyes away from her.“Fuck,” he muttered, “You’re killing me, love.” She could feel how tense he was in the muscles of his face, and then in his chest and belly as she ran her hands down over his body.“I hope you appreciate all the torture I'm going through for you.”Despite her plan to move into things gradually, her body tightened involuntarily around him at the outrageousness of this remark.He’d spoken as if he was doing this for her—when he’d already told her straight out that he wasn’t.No matter how much he happened to please her along the way, he’d made it very clear he was doing this to win.Which meant she didn’t have to feel guilty for doing anything she had to do to keep him from winning.He grunted harshly as her inner muscles clenched around him.“Watch it,” he said, his entire body jerking at the sudden pressure.“Or this will be over before it’s started.”“Before it’s started? I thought we started at 2:10.” Amy stroked playfully over the lower part of this damp stomach.He was clearly trying to make his mind work at its normal speed and acuteness, but his eyes were glazed over.“Right,” he mumbled, obviously unable to come up with a clever response.“I meant this time.You want to come again, don’t you? In case you hadn’t realized it, I’m rather close to losing it.”“Really?” Amy breathed, hiding a smile.She slid her hands up to fondle his nipples.“You’re doing so well.I’m sure you can hold out for three more orgasms.”She could tell he was getting suspicious—even desire this strong couldn’t turn off all of his mental faculties—so she didn’t give him time to think.Started rocking back and forth.Owen released his breath with a little moan and clutched at her hips.Amy wasn’t planning to come again—four orgasms were quite enough to satisfy her physical needs and to stroke his swollen ego—but she’d always loved being astride him so she relaxed her body and enjoyed the feelings.“Good,” Owen said hoarsely, his neck arching back in a way that tilted his face away from her.“Good, baby.That’s it.” He was trying to guide her motion with his hands, and she decided he might lose control faster if she let him have his way.So she followed his urging, made circular movements with her hips.Moaned softly.The pleasure was real and was slowly building up into a deep pressure inside her.Her previous orgasms actually seemed to have made coming again easier—as if her body was now primed and ready, and the slightest stimulation could push her over the edge.She had to be careful or else she would beat Owen to climax.It wasn’t often that a woman would try her best not to orgasm, but these were unusual circumstances.“Owen,” she gasped, straightening her spine and letting her head fall backwards.“God, Owen!” She told herself that these impassioned exclamations were purely to turn Owen on even more, but she couldn’t quite convince herself.She hadn’t intended to say anything.Certainly not what she said next.“You feel so good.”“Yes,” Owen hissed, staring at her hotly, directing the motion of her pelvis with his strong hands.“That’s right.Come, Amy.Come for me again.”It wouldn’t take very much more of this erotic stimulation before she would, so she focused—not on her pleasure—but on what was most essential.Her victory.Decided she better speed things up before her priorities got rearranged.Instead of rocking rhythmically and grinding over him, Amy started moving over his cock, using her thighs to lever herself up and down.In this way, she quickly developed a rapid pumping motion.“Fuck,” Owen choked, trying to hold her still.His tight grip was painful but failed to prevent her from riding him hard.“I can’t…” He sucked in a harsh breath and twisted his features with effort.She could feel that the muscles of his belly were rock hard as her hands pushed down on him for leverage.“Amy, wait [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]